"That night... it really wasn't you?"
Mù Qiānxún glanced at Ou Zun, who was reading a magazine beside her. He was expressionless, but the way his lips were pressed together and the magazine nearly twisted in his hands revealed the fury within him, which Mù Qiānxún could plainly see.
Mù Qiānxún said coolly, "You already know the truth in your heart, don't you?"
Ever since breaking up with Luo SuiFeng, she hadn't given him the slightest misunderstanding.
Everything was just Luo SuiFeng's own imagination.
Luo SuiFeng, on the opposite side, was silent for a long time.
Then, he hung up the phone.
He probably couldn't accept it.
The person who approached him a few nights ago wasn't Mù Qiānxún.
But someone who had undergone surgery to look like Mù Qiānxún.
Actually, when the photos of Wenxing post-surgery were released, he already knew the answer.
